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夕阳的余晖透过窗户,落在母亲瘦弱的身上。她手中拿着我那张粉红色的喜报。轻轻摩挲着,偷偷地掉眼泪——那一刻母亲的形象,像一幅经典油画深深地印在我的脑海中。小学四年级的时候,有一次期末考试,我考了全年级第一名,一阵大张旗鼓的表扬之后,老师派班长、学习委员到我家给家长报喜。我欢天喜地地领着同学,一路上说说笑笑。本来在学校我属于不善言谈的,家境不好让我始终有自卑感。这一次拿了年级第一,立刻有了自信心,性
The twilight of the sunset through the window, fell on her mother’s thin body. She held my pink newspaper in her hand. Gently rubbed, secretly shed tears - the moment the image of the mother, like a classic painting deeply imprinted in my mind. In the fourth grade of primary school, there was a final examination. After I took the first place in the whole year and a big fanfare was praised, the teacher sent a squad leader and a study committee to my house to give good news to the parents. I am pleased to lead the classmates, talking and laughing all the way. Originally in school I am not talkative, poor family I always have a sense of inferiority. This time took the first grade, immediately have confidence, sex